The two then got up and left leaving me a quivering spate wanting, no, needing to cum but having no way to do that yet ...

... It took a patch before the need to cum forced me to get off the cot and roam the antechamber searching out more stopcock. The exhibition with the bears raised my profile and soon the figure of wooer that followed me had my idea swimming with an idea.

In the club there was an surface domain that showed video, it was a palely lit but rather comfortable place with futons and overstuff chairs. I made my way to that expanse and claimed a futon, which I unfolded from lounge to bed. I got down on all fours and made it all too obvious what I was going to do. The shy previous round that just wanted a blowjob faded into the darkness of the room but three other bears and a couple of well-hung guys walked over to me and lay down. I pulled out my bottle of poppers and took Thomas More than was need to make me feel like I was floating.

With the Sir Karl Raimund Popper coursing through me I grabbed the giving cock and swallowed it down to the roots-I have control over my gag instinctive reflex so there is no choking. I am only looking at peter ; there are no faces involved, just splendiferous dick. While this tower of member is working my mouth there are a multitude of hands roaming my body. I can feel fingers filling my ass, pulling it apart, grabbing my nut and tugging them until they stretch, twisting and pulling my teat until I am lifted off the bed. God, I feel like I am in heaven.

The bears seemed to take ascendancy of my ass and egg, while the pony cocked lad had my mouth. What a right arrangement for all of us ! The with child hammer in my mouth was responding to my attending and soon flooded my mouth and throat with hot sweet cum. He was replaced with another large member and soon I was giving him the aid he wanted. The boys at the back end had me worked over pretty good and they started to slither finger into my now not so smashed ass. It took a few second and a bit of lube to get eight fingers in, but I soon was bucking on those wanting more. The two sets of finger's breadth soon became two work force and I was in a euphoric state slobbering over a cock and the paw splitting me open.

It was n't long before one pollex got pushed in and with that came the second, quickly followed by rippling of knuckles and then the fullness of two complete work force up to the wrists. It took a bit of discussion between the two bears as to whom wanted to go first, but soon they unclasped their helping hand and one formed a tight fist inside of me while the early left his laurel wreath open guiding the fist through my insides.

The third gear bear had a hold of my glob and was pulling them until his hand split them from my body. He put what he could grab of my scrotum into his fist and then took hold of my cock. With thrifty stroking with his handwriting he soon had me seeing whiz. It was just before I let go that he stopped and made me come back to earth-I was crestfallen, wanting to cum in the spoiled way potential but not being allowed.

Here I was sucking cock, getting fisted and having my balls played with and the only thing that I was allowed to do was make them cum. So I got down to it and soon had the pony in my mouth filling me with his bank deposit. It was tasty-sweet and tangy all at once. He pulled out and wiped himself on my cheek as if he was marking me. I was handed the bottle of poppers and took a few more draughts, just enough to open myself for the bit deal. I felt him mold his clenched fist and soon the two of them were plumbing my ass, reaching for wherever they thought they could. I was climbing to nirvana at this stage.

I got up off my elbows so that the angle of attack by those clenched fist was changed ; the bear that had my cock and balls took advantage of this position and clipped a leash onto my piercing and pulled it tight, he then slid his mouth around the width of my hammer and for the first time in over a yr I had mortal giving me head. It was n't like the kind I was giving, but the touch of lips wrapped around my penis sent me into heaven and I was reaching that state where I was seeing stars again. It was as if he was psychic, and soon stopped, plunging me back to earthly concern. He did this for quite some time and I was soon literally crying, between the feelings of his lip and the script of his buddies.

I was a survey, writhing in pleasure and covered in a patina of cum from the older men that masturbated on me while I was in my happy State. I am not sure how many of them came on me but I was sticky that was for sure. My jaw was sore by this time and I had a foggy taste in my mouthpiece, but soon I was sucking on another cock. This one really went to Town on my face and was giving me the unhurt thing in recollective fast strokes. He had a cargo area of my capitulum and did n't let up for what seemed an eternity.

I am not for sure in what order things happened after that as I passed out. When I came to, the leash on my dick was wrapped around my chest, pulling my phallus to a slightly less than comfortable distance. There was, what seemed cum, drooling out of the incision, and a enceinte leather cuff broadening the distance between balls and my body. This was attached with a small padlock so that removal was out of the question without the key. My ass felt as if a gearing had driven through. I found it very unmanageable to stand but with help from one of the remaining, or was he a new fellow, I hobbled to the shower.

This kind man helped me to get under the warm piddle and soaped my body. Doing this got me more than than a picayune aroused and I was soon kissing him with a passion that fuelled our corporate fires. We traded tongues and let our bodies slide over each early for a few Sir Thomas More minute before I started slithering down his dead body kissing every inch I went by.

I was drinking this man in, he was a gorgeous soul wrapped in a totally sexy body. I took his nipple in my mouth and sucked it until it was hard. He took my fount in his hand, pulled me back up until we looked each other in the eye. He said that I did n't need to do anything but I just shook my chief and said that I wanted to. I went back to his nipple and slowly worked my way down his hairy business firm stomach. This guy was not the quintessential bear ; he was fit, hairy and lovingness and he let me go where I wanted to.

Soon I had his not overly large, uncut member filling my mouth and did it ever taste great. A mix of Sweet and tangy flavours, variety of like confect but not really. I let him hang around there and he did nothing to hotfoot the feeling. I started by slowly moving my clapper from side to side and around the rim of his member head and this built up to a full-on lip smacking slathering of his entire cock.

I know how near of a shit I am and this guy was getting the real spate, I pulled out all the stops on this blowjob. It did not take long for him to show that what I was doing was working, as he dropped his hands to the side of my head and held on lightly. I took this as a mark to speed up and soon was moving quicker and quicker taking him all the way down my throat. It was as if on instruction, he grabbed my capitulum and pulled me a bit further down the length of his tool and filled me with a creamy, sugariness hot treat. I took all he had to offer and let none go to waste. After he finished quaking I lovingly cleaned him off and let him commit me up off my knees. He gave me a mystifying kiss and finished soaping me. He then rinsed me off and took me out of the rain shower to towel off, wearing apparel, and leave together .